land of the living Rise frenzied lust for flesh. Your blood seeps through my chest You are the living dead. Storming god's planet earth Shambling gait
Traduzione: Dawn. La notte dei morti viventi.
The streets were cold and barren The nights were dark and dank And the sky, hadn't had a rain cloud in it for 25 years.... The buildings were dead and
you help me seek my long lost rhyme? devil's mind is still awake choking my thoughts, leaving me blank Chorus: My burning night of desire Birthing a dawn
Dead by dawn objective Cold steel ever effective I am the hand behind the blade Oh so mercenary And always very very A single dot of red displayed The
style i live my life in an outcast tribe a tribe that strives to see a brighter day i forsee that i'll walk with closed eyes... Until dawn dawn of the
more Fires in the North Listen to the lore, lit by the ones who show the way to the heavens Some say that the lights connect the worlds of Living and dead
to the King in the same long dead tongue it had burned upon his mind deep within the Mountains of the Dead. One hope remained to defeat Angsaar, but
spoke once more to the King in the same long dead tongue it had burned upon his mind deep within the Mountains of the Dead, the essence of the Immortal
Everything's on, I've been up all night but I'm not sleeping The camera is on from midnight till dawn so you can see me I've been living here in outer
it on We gonna rock the house until the break of dawn Now Mike D, HUH! Get it on We gonna rock the house until the break of dawn And MCA (yeah) get it
the threshold - she wanders Queen of the mighty dead - screams of bloody rape She - Wolf devour the dawn - enter the underworld Hekate: ...you could never live
re a Tom Thumb and I'm King Kong Bundy Strong thunder, all summer long, keep on coming Dawn, dusk, night, morning I'll bust tight poems Raw, just might
with the dead... Be dark like the night Be like a web in the dawn With every string, My body trembles and glows for you This is my SUBMISSION To the dead
pause Ready for war, especially on tour May sure enemies that threat will be no more I peer act of Emmy, chicks'll sex a female whore Live television,
in black. This castle courtyard, a theater for misery. A thrown to unseat the living. The lust of death burns in me. Welcome the night. Arise, the dead
attractiveness I was always enthralled And then you have one winter morning Disappeared with forgotten dawn Bloodred sky - tragedy sign Lycantrophy moon Werevolves and ghosts - creatures of night